The New Gotham

Chapter 3

Bruce took a moment to look over the security footage. The infestation began near the local power plant. Jonathon was sitting down near the batmobile when the alarm went off. Alfred could be heard screaming into the intercom followed by sounds of gunfire.

"Bruce, we've got hostiles in the main hallway, i'm cut off from you. Get out of there! I'll try to reach the Batwing but I may not be able to, LOOK OUT!"

An explosion could be felt as the computer came back online. It was a warzone. Bodies were everywhere and Alfred was holding out against a veritable siege with naught but an SMG and a few boxes of ammo.

"Sir, we've got hostiles. I've put in a call to the army but they won't get here until its too late. I've locked down the batcave and am coming in with a few officers, one of them badly wounded. Sir, I fear we are under siege by zombies sir"

"It's Umbrella" said Jonathon mournfully. "Those bastards have released their newest threat. They're known as Tyrants to those of us in the S.T.A.R.S outfit. These must be prototypes. They go down easy but there's a lot of them. The military is walking into a trap. I trust the batmobile has enough ammo to get us clear of the manor? We need to link up with some friends of mine"

Bruce opened a side passage and Alfred rushed inside with four officers in tow, blasting away zombie after zombie. The door was shut and locked as Jonathon and Bruce got into the Batmobile. Alfred turned to them.

"And what are we to do sir?" he asked. Bruce looked at the computer.

"Call Task Force Widow"

Alfred's heart skipped a beat.

"I can't do that sir, they'll kill us as well as these monsters. The leader cannot be controlled, hell not even Black Mask will go near them. Are you sure master Bruce?"

Bruce nodded and Alfred put in an emergency call to Task Force Widow, a squad of ex marines that were incarcerated for among other things, managing to sneak a nuke onto U.S soil, kidnapping the President and successfully laying siege to the Pentagon. They were considered a priority threat and were now Gotham's only hope. Their leader, a Sergeant J. Hooker, was a psychotic madman that demanded absolute loyalty and was ruthless in his methods. All of his men were equally psychotic. Alfred turned them loose on Umbrella, packing them on a cargo plane and giving them everything needed to demo and destroy their target. Breaching the outer concourse, Widow ran into Mr X. Unfortunately for the tyrant, Widow was fond of high explosive ordinance and introduced Mr X to the concept of M.A.D, sending blood everywhere, leaving only his hat. Disabling and stopping Umbrella's factories, they cleared the entire area, then moved in to take out Wesker.

While they were a long way off, Bruce and Jonathon drove out of the batcave. The outside air was tinged with the smell of blood and rotting flesh. Everywhere they looked, people were being cut down and drained of blood. GCPD officers quickly ran out of ammo and had to resort to Melee weapons. Commissioner Gordon finally saw the tell tale lights of a BMP and lowered the bridge so the U.S army could roll in. He spoke with the commander.

"We've got a hell of a mess, Our officers are yours. Where do you need us?"

"we're going to commence clean up operations, get your men back but ready to fight"

The GCPD set up road blocks around key intersections while the tank divisions destroyed nest after nest of Zombie hordes, destroying key landmarks in the process. Despite inflicting heavy casualties on the horde, some tanks were dismantled and had their hatches torn open. The crews went out not as terrified wimps but instead grabbed shotguns and sent an additional seventy five zombies to hell with them. The Batmobile sped through the streets, dodging gunfire, airstrikes and tanks in a mad dash to find a way out.

"LOOK OUT!" cried Jonathon.

Batman swerved just in time to avoid a fatal explosion. F18's could be seen destroying nests in the area. Wave after Wave of zombies were blown to bits like wheat.

Amid the airstrikes, gunfire and explosions, Bruce spotted a way out of Gotham: A bridge. He sped his way towards it and used it as a ramp, barely clearing the river before landing on the outskirts. In the distance, he could see the battle heating up. His radio picked up a transmission.

"Goliath 3-3, this is Viking actual, do you have any ordinance to level Grid Sierra papa tango 3-2 over? Target is reinforced Case-mate, enemy in open. Request 105MM, danger close, repeat danger close."

Silence

"This is Goliath, rolling in now. Jesus, that's a lot of gunfire. I can't tell who's who down there. ok...range is set, firing"

Bruce and Jonathon watched as 105mm shells smashed Wayne manor into dust. Great furrows were ripped asunder as the explosions let out a shockwave that flipped over cars and sent gravel flying.

"Shots out, repeat shots out, splash on grid Sierra Papa tango. Do you have new targets?"

"Negative, negative, great guns Goliath"

"WILCO"

Batman watched the AC-130 fly off into the distance as his home began to burn to the ground.

Nightwing radioed.

"We're ok...Alfred you'll be fine. God damn, that blast nearly killed us. Are you free? Get to Bludhaven, I can meet you there. I'm sending for reinforcements. Titans will meet you there...Jesus"

Batman sped off as smoke rose in the distance.